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Dream Snatchers


Asleep. An abundance of joy overwhelms The sadness I have today. I dream of hidden treasures I shall soon see, far away I will find them. Awake. I see them “dream snatchers”, Snatching at my joy Stealing and burying my hidden treasure, Even farther than before Asleep. I can feel such happiness Never ending joy Far less than perfect; but perfect enough for me. Awake. Too late for them I have found it. They are searching for my joy But this time they can’t touch it, for my dreams lay here in my heart.
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